Betty's POV. 

When I finally opened my eyes, the first thing I felt was warmth from Claire’s frantic hands cupping my face.

“Betty! Thank the moon,” she breathed, leaning over me. 

The moment she saw I was truly awake, she threw her arms around me. 

I hugged her back, but my body felt heavy and drained, as if something inside me was wrong and a hollow ache throbbed under my ribs.

I blinked, slowly taking in the room. 

The faint scent of incense, the quiet hum of ancient magic ...